coping

One of my friends drinks whiskey and talks about what's wrong until we're all too wasted to discuss it rationally. Another person talks it over with co-workers and tries not to cry at her desk. Another takes a sick day rather than go to the office upset.

I have a friend who uses lots of Blueberry Stoli to get through it. Another who goes through the daily motions like normal. I know some people who stay quiet about what's wrong, and some who need to talk it out.

I don't know if I have a thing. I am just me, but sad-me. And I am missing a half.